vfeistner

Victoria Feistner is a novelist, a graphic designer, and an artisan in equal parts, although some of those parts are more equal than others. She resides in Toronto with her husband and two fur children, also known as cats.

Snarls

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I think the problem of plot snarls is a lot like knitting: you’re continuing merrily along, sometimes with a pattern, sometimes just making a big ol’ scarf, and you get to the end of a line and realize you’re missing a stitch.

Editing is boring

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prose fresh and clean, unsullied by weakness and weasels. I get that. I like cleaning–well, tidying, but also washing dishes–for that satisfaction of putting everything in order.

And I assumed I’d get the same satisfaction from editing.

That was incorrect.

When Routine Becomes Rut

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I made the decision nearly a year ago to treat my fiction like a business: to dedicate a chunk of my routine to it instead of waiting for inspiration to strike. It’s going about as well as you imagine.